KING OSF - 23-1 Lyrics

They should be alarmed, I'm going off
Back on my bullshit I'm stepping in sauce
Straight to the cheddar can't wait for tomorrow
I just did a bullet for serving that raw
Two Three and One, sat in the dark
Wishing I could take a walk through the park
Still reminiscing bout days in the yard
It's been a lil minute we hang on the block
Letter to Leek, guess what I said
I told him don't let that shit go to your head
You gon be good once you're done with this bid
Cus once you touch down bro we're gonna be rich
Remember them nights, damn I was sick
I spoke to CJ and he's missing his kid
I talk to GMoney he's facing a grip
They offered him life and he still ain't gon snitch
Yeah that's my dawg, they're tryna bark
They wanna stop us but we're going off
My bro just copped diamonds he loves showing off
You come from the bottom head straight to the top
Raised in the hood, don't know how to act
We're going off let me get in my bag
Still on my hustle I'm counting these racks
They're tryna keep up but we're coming too fast (yeah)
We're coming to fast
Still got a lot of this weight on my back
I'm tryna grind but they stay on my ass
I gotta keep pushing I know that's a fact
If I call you my brother you know that I'm riding
Hit after hit man I told you I'm wilding
If I don't f*ck with you around you
I'm silent
Cut off the faces let's see what's behind them
Niggas be faking, I'm tryna make it
Stick to my virtue I gotta be patient
They wasn't for me so I had to erase em
Free all the homies still fighting they're cases
In my own lane by myself I ain't racing
Riding to Shad yeah it's old but I play it
Wish I could see him again Im'a thank him
Stay with the banging bitch I'm highly ranking
They should be alarmed, I'm going off
Back on my bullshit I'm stepping in sauce
Straight to the cheddar can't wait for tomorrow
I just did a bullet for serving that raw
Two Three and One, sat in the dark
Wishing I could take a walk through the park
Still reminiscing bout days in the yard
It's been a lil minute we hang on the block
Letter to Leek, guess what I said
I told him don't let that shit go to your head
You gon be good once you're done with this bid
Cus once you touch down bro we're gonna be rich
Remember them nights, damn I was sick
I spoke to CJ and he's missing his kid
I talk to GMoney he's facing a grip
They offered him life and he still ain't gon snitch
Yeah that's my dawg, they're tryna bark
They wanna stop us but we're going off
My bro just copped diamonds he loves showing off
You come from the bottom head straight to the top
Raised in the hood, don't know how to act
We're going off let me get in my bag
Still on my hustle I'm counting these racks
They're tryna keep up but we coming to fast (yeah)
(Tryna keep up but we're coming to fast yeah
We're coming to fast
They should be alarmed, I'm going off
Back on my bullshit I'm stepping in sauce
Straight to the cheddar can't wait for tomorrow
I just did a bullet for serving that raw
Two Three and One, sat in the dark
Wishing I could take a walk through the park
Still reminiscing bout days in the yard
It's been a lil minute we hang on the block
Letter to Leek, guess what I said
I'm told him don't let that shit go to your head
You gon be good once you're done with this bid
Cus once you touch down bro we're gonna be rich (yeah)